[he doesn't try to keep chasing Wei Wuxian's gaze, but draws himself up a bit more to change the position of the ice on his ribs, silent and dignified. the drape of cloth covering up the livid red mark on his chest tugs up a bit more -- Wei Wuxian can see what looks like the bottom half of something with a rounded, circular edge.]
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[he doesn't try to keep chasing Wei Wuxian's gaze, but draws himself up a bit more to change the position of the ice on his ribs, silent and dignified. the drape of cloth covering up the livid red mark on his chest tugs up a bit more -- Wei Wuxian can see what looks like the bottom half of something with a rounded, circular edge.]